’ Shelley nodded. ‘He would have liked that. He would have liked that a lot.’ ‘I’d like to get some copies of these drawings,’ I said. ‘...ust for reference. I could get them done tomorrow and drop the drawings back to you tomorrow afternoon. Would that be OK? I’d be very careful with them.’ ‘I suppose so,’ Shelley said. The following day, I rose early, made myself a cup of coffee, and took it to my desk where I sat down to compose an email to my agent, Rex van Arkle. In an ideal world, Rex would. His hands were sliding loose skin up and down a large shaft, milking it. The staff throbbed so hard it seemed to quiver. Vibrations from the special seat he was straddling sent shock waves all the way to his cute toes. Alan and his dad both panted. They both felt so lucky to be with each other.---Alan was a wonderful boy. Red-haired like the rest of the family but with the sweetness of an angel rather than hot tempered. His most startling physical feature was his face. Wide bright deep. He looked a little more alert now as Jeff got behind me and began to fuck me doggy style, bunching my hair into a fist and holding me down like an animal. As I stared into Brad's eyes, I felt like he was beginning to regret bringing me here. Did he really have feelings for me? Or did someone slip him drugs? He still looked stoned. As he smiled at me lazily, I realized he must be on something. I wondered if he could see the hurt in my eyes at the way he cared so little about my feelings that he. Lying as stiffly as a dead fish, afraid to move.“Good,” Thought Mihara. “I can teach this one from the ground up.”Spinning back towards the target of her affections, Mihara stared him down. “You did so well in this afternoon’s class I thought you deserved some private tutoring,” she said, in an authoritative voice.Slinking slowly towards Theodore, she let her hips swing wildly as she moved and noted with pleasure that his eyes travelled down her body.“Shall we commence with roll call?” She.